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“Fine.” I press my forehead to the cool wall. “Name and info to my cell. I’ll get to work.”
“That’s better. And answer your phone when I call,” he snaps, then turns and heads for the elevator.
“Should’ve shot him,” I call to Bernie from his perch on the kitchen counter.
I stumble back to bed and lie there in the dark.
My cell buzzes again. I pick it up and ignore the missed calls.
I click on the message from Todd. It has one name on it. That’s all.
The hangover seems to clear like a fog as I stare hard at my phone, disbelief settling in my brain like a buzzard on carrion.
Just one name.
Margaret.
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MARGARET
Irub my eyes, trying not to fall asleep. I’m worn out from the long day at the office.
I had no idea working for Mr. Baines would be so demanding. I work from the second I get in till the second my head hits my pillow at home.
I spoon a mouthful of Fruity Pebbles into my mouth as I wait for the documents to load. A screen pops up giving me a message the file is locked.
I stare at it. Why is it locked? I tab back out and try again. The same thing happens. I told Mr. Baines I’d have all the files transferred over to the new service by the end of the day. It’s already pushing nine pm, and I don’t have much wiggle room if I want to get this done.
Mr. Baines is very demanding, and I don’t think he’ll be happy if this isn’t complete by this evening. It’s not as if I can call him to ask about it. What if he already told me the password and I’d forgotten? He’ll think I’m incompetent, and I can’t have that.
“Crap crap crap.” I rub my eyes and debate what I should do next.
I can’t lose this job. Mr. Baines is fast to fire people. Oftentimes, he doesn’t even have a reason. I grab my cell phone and call my old college roommate. She has to have a suggestion on what to do.
“Hey, girlie,” she greets me. I smile, missing her. She was my first friend when I went away to college. It was tough when we both graduated, and she moved across the world. Half the time, I don’t even know her whereabouts. She travels so much with her job.
“Hey, Selena.” I let out a relieved sigh that she answered the phone.
She can be pretty hit or miss.
“Oh no. What did you do? I can tell from the tone of your voice that you did something.”
She’s right. I have a knack for stumbling into trouble. “I need help.”
“You got a virus again? I told you to stop downloading porn. You stream it.”
My face warms. She’s never going to let that one time go. “I was not looking up porn.”
“Sure you weren't.”
“I swear. Last time I was just downloading pictures of kittens!”
“Pussy? Ah Mag Pies, you should have told me. You've been in the closet this whole time?” I hear her trying to fight a laugh.
I let out a giggle myself. No matter what is going on in my life or what catastrophe is happening, I know I can always count on her to help. To be honest, hearing her voice has already made me feel better. “All this time, and we could have been together.”
“You’re way too into my sex life.” Some things never change. “I’m also not your type.”
